If I recall correctly, I typed my last post with dirty fingernails and weary muscles. Well, tonight I type with nearly severed tendons. I think that is worse? It all started this morning when I decided to make the kids blueberry muffins (just from a box, so don’t go all Supermom on me). I reached into the fridge for the eggs, and somehow flipped a … Continue reading One Fine Day
I’ve been having so much fun with this blogging – both the writing and learning WordPress – that I decided to buy my own domain name and switch over to WordPress.org so I can get more creative with the design. I’m taking an online WordPress course this summer, and I have so much to learn. Can’t wait to dive in! Unfortunately (or perhaps fortunately, as … Continue reading What’s in a Name?
When I dreamed up the wacky name to this blog, I was mostly thinking of it as a play on words. One part “Feng Shui” – the ancient Chinese art of rearranging your environment to create a positive energy flow. Another part “schwa” – the most common, ordinary sound in the English language. Juxtapose the two and you have this blog – Feng Schwa – … Continue reading What the Chi?
I tell our children that reading is a gift. A gift that cannot be stolen, and one they will have for life. I firmly believe it, too. History has a tragic track record of denying people the right to read in an attempt to prevent them from revolting against oppression. Ironically, there are many amazing books that best illustrate this point. Take Nightjohn by Gary … Continue reading All Buggy Eyed
Lately I’ve been dabbling my toes outside my comfort zone a bit, and on all accounts I’m coming up short. It’s got me in a funk, because these shortcomings are making me feel like a lame mother. It started a few weeks ago when we took the kids skiing at Alyeska. I don’t ski, so I deemed myself the photodocumentarian. It was adorable to watch … Continue reading Old Mom, New Tricks
So the past two nights have basically been spent in tears. Self-inflicted, and all in the name of recreation thanks to a couple of books that were intended for teenagers rather than blubbering 40-year-olds. Actually, one of them was intended for 5-year-olds: Ramona and Beezus. Who knew I’d need Kleenex for that?! It wasn’t just the cat’s funeral (although that was brutal) but more so … Continue reading You Go Girls: Katniss, Clementine, and Ramona!!
“Bloom where you’re planted.” I have no idea who originally came up with this brilliant gem of advice, but I was the parent of a four-year-old the first time I heard it uttered by Teacher Tom at the Anchorage Cooperative Preschool. It’s one of those phrases that has stuck with me ever since. My family and I have just returned from the World Ice Art … Continue reading Blooming Where We’re Transplanted
I’m a little bitter that our annual transition to daylight savings time coincides with spring break this year. If I’m going to have an hour stolen from my life, why can’t it be during a staff meeting at work rather than a precious week when my parents are visiting? Our time with them is so rare that I couldn’t help but feel resentful as I … Continue reading Never Enough Time
Consider this post an open apology to anyone who attended the 11:40 showing of Big Miracle at the Century 16 theater on February 20, 2012, because I am certain you missed half the movie due to our daughter’s sobbing. I was crying too, but I’m older and have learned to stifle my cries when in public. Clark was tearing up, but silent. And Sam… he … Continue reading Ebb and Flow
This afternoon I found myself on a lunch date with my son. It was just the two of us, and he was begging to dine at Sicily’s Buffet. Personally, I loathe buffets. But there we were, standing at the paint counter at Home Depot with hungry bellies, his eyes twinkling as described the drink station at this Sicily’s place. (Now that he’s tall enough to … Continue reading It’s not always good to be green…
Profoundly Ordinary 